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Today Joy shares the joys of being young at heart at eighty-three years old…

MISTAKEN IDENTITY?

An ‘old’ lady?!
(My birth-paper states I’m eighty-three…)
Eighty-three? That can’t be me.
I don’t smell of moth-balls,
or click my teeth,
don’t have arthritis,
or bunioned feet.
A waft of perfume?
Chanel No. 5…
I’m eager and curious,
and glad I’m alive.
When music rings out
I’m there with a jive!
BUT, first thing in the morning
do I spring out of bed?
No, I regretfully admit
I sidle instead.
And how long takes my ‘toilette’?
I, umm…vaguely mumble…
“It takes quite a while
for me to assumble!”

Having worn several hats in my life: wife, mum, secretary, shop-keeper, hotelier; my favourite is the multi-coloured author’s creation. I am an eclectic writer: diary, articles, poetry, short stories and five books. Two books were factual, the third as biographer: HURRICANE HALSEY (a true sea adventure), fourth my Memoir MY GENTLE WAR and my current fiction novel is THE CATALYST. Plenty more simmering…

I found this book totally enchanting, not just for the way it was written (which was completely original being unfettered by any rules on writing and therefore delivered with great feeling). It evoked some long lost memories from my childhood, of family forgotten or misplaced by faulty memory. I thought of my grandmother clasping a homemade loaf of bread under her arm, giving it a good buttering, then with a large bread knife, sawing it off and setting a ‘doorstep’ sized slice free for jam or honey to follow. I wasn’t born at the time of the war, which doesn’t spoil any of this account and although I know it from history books and oft heard tales, was not a good time to live through, yet I’m left thinking there was another side to these times, told here with great fondness. Sometimes I think we’ve lost a great deal for all our modern ways. This is a lovely book and worth a read. Pat McDonald British Crime Author.

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My name is Sally Cronin and I am doing what I love.. Writing. Books, short stories, Haiku and blog posts. My previous jobs are only relevant in as much as they have gifted me with a wonderful filing cabinet of memories and experiences which are very useful when putting pen to paper. I move between non-fiction health books and posts and fairy stories, romance and humour. I love variety which is why I called my blog Smorgasbord Invitation and you will find a wide range of subjects. You can find the whole story here.
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I left it here…so it obviously went astray. Bluebottles! Loved the photo (you’ve obviously been stalking me again…) Can still touch my toes OK and I did mean high kicks years ago but can only manage waist level now!!Thanks a million, Sally.Hugs xxx

As I will soon be 75, I can identify whole-heartedly with this funny poem, most especially about how long it takes to “assumble!” Around here, I don’t begin any assumblage until I’ve had at least two cups of Earl Grey and a look at my email. Then, I might mosey back to area where I keep all my assumblitry tools and have a go at it for an hour or two. Or not. Somedays, I just say the heck with it and work in my nightgown, completely unassumbled. (And as you can tell, I have a new favorite word! 😀 ) Thanks for having Joy here today, Sally! Great post!!

I am with you Marcia.. if I sit down at the computer in my dishabille as my mother used to call it… I get carried away and then it is lunchtime….except she would have had her face and pearls on by 9.00…. hugsxx

I’ve always loved the sound of “dishabille,” though I can’t say anyone I’ve known ever used it frequently. If at all. Still, I’ve heard it (and read it) often enough that if I wasn’t afraid people around here would look at me funny, I’d definitely use it! Maybe every day. 😀 😀

Why not Marcia… I see her sweeping off at bout 7.00 when there would be no more callers… at age 92 on her stairlift… “I’m off to get into my dishabille…” which meant a sating nightgown and pink bedjacket! Hard to follow that! xxx